Cole sat nervously in the waiting area. He'd arrived for his interview the customary ten minutes in advance. He'd waited patiently for the expected fifteen minutes. Which had turned to thirty, which had turned to forty five minutes. "I'm sorry Sir." the receptionist said. She was a pretty blond in a tight skirt and heels which accentuated her legs. "I'm sur...
It is the uncharacteristic silence of the room that wakes Bob suddenly. He misses the steady ticking of the antique clock which usually sits on the bedroom dresser. Then there is the darkness. Bob wonders what has happened to the night-light which usually shines from the hallway. A momentary light through the window from a passing car reveals the ceiling and...
Author's Note: I once thought that when a woman turned forty, she wasn't worth the chase. Well, let me tell you that I was wrong. There are many attractive, older women who for one reason of another are still unattached, and given the right man, they are always grateful for some tender loving and lusty sex. These three stories which span several years, are a...
Adam Sanders sat slumped behind his cluttered desk. His eyes were bloodshot; his breath stank like a sewer. His clothes were wrinkled and soiled. If he hadn't routinely cut his hair in a buzz cut it would be long and stringy. As it was he was in need of a trim and a wash. He had also not shaved in three weeks which added to his severely unkempt appearance. T...
Author's Note: 100% Fiction. All sexualized characters are adults. Special thanks to jadams once again for the editing assistance. ***** The roommates' friendship only grew as December progressed. Their level of comfort around each other naturally increased, as well over the weeks. Matt and Janice's daily routine continued without many changes, except n...
This story is a work of fiction and all characters are over the age of 18. -------------------------------------- This is my second submission to Literotica. Hopefully my writing will continue to improve. All sincere comments and criticism welcomed. Please vote so I have an indication of how you like/dislike the story as it unfolds. A special thanks to P...
Note- This story has very little sex and this chapter has none. ***** Janice tried to ignore her feelings but they only weighed heavier on her as with the passage of time, it began to sink in that she had lost Edward in every way possible. Now that he and Yvonne were living in the same city and dating they were no longer communicating via mails. So, of cou...
Brenda rushed the recovery from her orgasm. She had a plan. She roused Janice and dragged her into the bathroom. While Janice peed, Brenda dampened towels. "Janice, we need to clean them up. There's going to be blood and cum everywhere." "Oh, okay," Janice responded still in an orgasmic fog. They returned to the bedroom. Brenda directed Janice over to Tom...
"Can you guess where I'm from?" Janice Goetsch asked, a wry grin on her face, as she sat opposite Mamadou Saraki inside the Carleton University library. They were on the third floor, the so-called quiet floor, and instead of working on their Death Penalty: Opposite Viewpoints assignment, they were bantering while a fresh sheen of snow blanketed campus, and t...
I remind everyone that I write cuckold stories. If they offend you I strongly suggest that you find something else to read. I'm quite certain that this story will offend the btb boys and the hate mongers. That alone was a sufficient reason to write it. This is a quirky story, not particularly erotic; but hopefully thought provoking. Patience is a Virtu...